It was 10:15 in the morning. I had dragged myself outta bed and walked two blocks to see a doctor. I haven't seen one in years, figured I should do that at least once every five.
I've filled out all the paperwork and paid my due. An older lady emerges from a door behind me, she calls my name and walks me to a small room. She records my weight and takes my temperature. A few more preliminary items as well as some small talk and she's done.
"The doctor will be in in a minute." She says as she departs. I pick up my comic book and start reading. Waiting.
I get thru two pages and I hear a knock at the door. "Hello, my name is Doctor Angela Trivowski. What seams to be the trouble today?" Layered brunette hair tiwh strawberry blonde streaks, dark brown eyes, a long white lab-coat covered her white blouse with a teardrop cutout exposing the navy blue waterbra that matched her slacks. Her feet were wrapped in a pair of black leather square-toe heals with a dainty ankle strap.
"Oh nothing serious, I was just curious about this dry patch..." I quickly nod south-ward. "Down there." I think she might have blushed becuase her pace picked up and she quickly gathered all her instruments.
"Well let's see how everything else is doing. I see here you're due for a check-up."
"Yes mamm." I preplied. We continued the small talk as she performed the routine round of examinations. Finally she turned her attention to the cupboards around us until she found a pail and a gown.
"Go ahead and get changed, you can place your clothes in the pail." She handed me the two items -the tin pan was cold to the touch, contrairy to the gown which was quite warm- and walked out. As she closed the door to my room she added: "take everything off, you never know what sorta tests are going to be required."
I was curious as to what tests she could be insinuating -I got changed regardless. As I folded my black silk boxers and placed then on top of the small pile of folded clothing in the tin pail I remembered my age and that it isn't uncalled for to have a prostate exam. The thought alone made my tush clench.
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